Play with G for Intro. Listen to the song for rhythm. Pretty sure this is right. Cheers. 

VERSE 1
                  G
Let's inherit the earth
                   C
Cos no-one else is taking it
                G
Come on do your worst
                    D 
Before the moment's passed
   Am7             G
In bedrooms across England
                    C
And all the Western world
                            G
There's posters and there's magazines
                D      Am7
But music isn't ours

CHORUS
             C                          
Cos we write love songs in C
          G           D
And we do politics in G
   C                               Em      D     
We sing songs about our friends in E minor
   C                           G            D
So tear down the stars now and take up your guitars
    C                 D           G D G
And come on folks and try this at home

VERSE 2
                   G  
Let's stop waiting around
                    C
For someone to patronise us
                                                                                                
G                                D
Let's hammer out a sound that speaks of where we've been
Am                  G                          C
So forget about the haircuts and stupid skinny jeans
                      G
The stampedes and the irony 
                  D       Am
And the media-fed scenes

CHORUS
               C        
Cause we write love songs in C
          G           D
And we do politics in G
        C                          Em       D
We sing songs about our friends in E minor
   C                           G            D
So tear down the stars now and take up your guitars
    C                 D                             
And come on folks and try this at home


MIDDLE
            Em              D                E           G
Because the only thing that punk rock should ever really mean
       Am                G               C            D
Is not sitting round and waiting for the lights to go green
        Em                   D                   C             G
And not thinking that you?re better cause you're stood up on a stage
              Am            G                  C                      D
And if you're oh so fucking different then who cares what you have to say

              Am
Cause there?s no such thing as rock stars
             D
They're just people who play music
    C                C/B
And some of them are just like us
    G
And some of them are dicks
   Am
So quick turn off your stereo
     D
Pick up that pen and paper
     C
Yeah you could do much better than 
                                       D 
Some skinny half-arsed English country singer

CHORUS
               C        
Cause we write love songs in C
          G           D
And we do politics in G
        C                          Em       D
We sing songs about our friends in E minor
   C                           G            D
So tear down the stars now and take up your guitars
    C                 D           C  C/B G
And come on folks and try this at ho-o-me